| Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury. 1875. |
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| XV. Diaphenia |
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| DIAPHENIA like the daffadowndilly, | |
| White as the sun, fair as the lily, | |
| Heigh ho, how I do love thee! | |
| I do love thee as my lambs | |
| Are belovèd of their dams; | 5 |
| How blest were I if thou wouldst prove me. | |
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| Diaphenia like the spreading roses, | |
| That in thy sweets all sweets encloses, | |
| Fair sweet, how I do love thee! | |
| I do love thee as each flower | 10 |
| Loves the sun's life-giving power; | |
| For dead, thy breath to life might move me. | |
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| Diaphenia like to all things blessèd | |
| When all thy praises are expressèd, | |
| Dear joy, how I do love thee! | 15 |
| As the birds do love the spring, | |
| Or the bees their careful king: | |
| Then in requite, sweet virgin, love me! | |
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